The Giver - Mick Jenkins

Girl it’s nice to meet ya

I really like yo' style

Westside mamacita

The sunshine in yo' smile

And I just want you to

Give it to me, give it to me

(Hey)

Give it to me, give it to me

(Hey)

Give it to me, give it to me

(Huh)

Give it to me, give it to me

Like it was yo' last

A nigga’s skin about as thick as a cast

Just in case you don’t

But lemme let you know my case in point

I’m tryna build, I’m not a mason but

I’m thinkin' blueprints when I face the joint

She tastin' truth that’s what I laced her blunt with

I let shorty hit like lace fronts

We evaluate the conscious of one another

Talks of sisters and brothers

Dispositions of our mothers

Saw the world in different colors

I believe that this path had been chose

Got no reason to deceive, matter fact a nigga heart is on his sleeve

Girl it bleed, I’m just lettin' you know

You don’t gotta hit the weed just make sure you bring your smile

And that seed, I got water

We connect and it grow

I’m just hopin' that you pleased

and if you not I’m prayin' that you lettin' me know

It ain’t no sense in ever letting you go

It ain’t no sense in ever letting you go

Girl its nice to meet ya

I really like yo' style

Westside mamacita

The sunshine in yo' smile

And I just want you to

Give it to me, give it to me

(Hey)

Give it to me, give it to me

(Hey)

Give it to me, give it to me

(Huh)

Give it to me, give it to me

Know somewhere that we can go

If you down then let me know

On my way right now

On my way

Know somewhere that we can go

If you down then let me know

On my way right now

On my way

On my way right now

(Oooh)

Like it was your yo last

Like you seem about to die

It was like I saw the future

when I looked into your eyes

And I just want you to

(Oooh)

Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me

I just want you to

Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me